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I’m spacy and tired. I saw Carrie off at 7:15 this morning; the bus was late, as expected — though that didn’t save us from sitting out in the cold from 6:15 onward.

There was a fellow getting off the bus, trying to get to Telluride, when Carrie got on. I chatted with him for a bit, and then as he was hunting for cardboard to make a To Telluride sign, I invited him to breakfast. It was pleasant conversation until 8:40 or so. I went to coffee, saw Ethan and Eric and went to work.

I worked on the Southwest Aero database all afternoon — Shad, if you’re reading this, you haven’t seen a hard-to-install database server until you’ve seen Microsoft SQL Server — which took far longer than I’d hoped. It’s working now, though my actual data file is corrupt, so I’m requesting a new copy.

The connection to the internet at home keeps dying because of a nasty bug in the radio firmware. I got 45 seconds of run time out of it last time before giving up. I’m still at work.